Fleur de Leigh

2007-06-30T13:21:00.001-04:00

Sorry all. Out for surgery. Recovery going v. v. well, so should be back to posting asap!

Hope this finds you all well!

xo, Leigh

A Little Michalopoulos

2007-04-25T22:56:00.000-04:00

Wish I could be home for this...

MICHALOPOULOS GALLERY

JAZZ FEST ARTIST RECEPTIONS

April 28th & May 5th

6-9pm

617 Bienville Street

New Orleans, LA 70130

504-558-0505

www.michalopoulos.com

A Day at the Races

2007-04-24T23:54:00.000-04:00

Sorry for not posting in so long--out enjoying life, entertaining out of town guests et al. Hope this finds you all well & think I will feel like writing again soon. In the meantime, here are a few photos for your enjoyment!

xo, Leigh

Attended Keeneland with some friends last Saturday to watch the horse races and enjoy the beautiful weather. It was the first nice day in ages and I guess everyone had the same idea--a one day attendance record was set with almost 34,000 people!

Some of the horsies...

T & me in our box. (Gratuitous cleavage shot. Oops.)

The crowds in general admission.

T & C discussing strategy...

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Dear friends in from Houston at their first horse races!

Overheard at Work

2007-04-11T21:49:00.000-04:00

A fellow state employee talking about her redneck friend who keeps making bad choices and dating inappropriate men:

"She needs a little bleach in the gene pool, if you know what I mean..."

A Little Wooden

2007-04-09T21:51:00.000-04:00

You can't live a perfect day without doing something for someone who will never be able to repay you.

John Wooden, sports coach (1910- )

Explain this to me...

2007-04-03T22:40:00.000-04:00

I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. I just don't understand. Can you explain this outfit to me? Dressed in the dark? Sugar high made her put on this get-up? Help me understand...

Worst part is, this is the best she's looked in a while.

Someone needs to call a stylist. STAT.

*Photo courtesy of Perez Hilton, supa-sta'

Separated at Birth?

2007-04-03T22:16:00.000-04:00

Top two photos: My cat, Zelda Fitzgerald, aka "Zelda McFluffersons," aka "Zelda Fitzgerald, unwed mother," March 7, 2007.

Bottom photo: My grandmother's cat Salty, March 10, 2007.

Hmmm...although I can't stand cats (and am unbelievably allergic), I have fallen in love with Zelda, my farm cat convert. There must be some strange genetic link to foolish adoration of white cats with mood swings...

Back from the Abyss...

2007-03-30T18:49:00.000-04:00

"Auntie Leigh...where the heck have you been?!?!?"

Hi All! I'm back! Kind of...

Sorry for the long absence y'all. I started a new job two weeks ago and have been plunging headfirst into my work. Much to my chagrin, I start at 8 am (much earlier than my old job) and being late is not an option, so I'm attempting to become a morning person. It's sooo not working, but I'm trying. That's what counts, right? On the plus side, no more late nights at the firm (with no overtime! the horror!) and a totally different area of law to practice. I'm actually really excited about going to work, which hasn't happened for a long time. The pay isn't much better than the measley associate's pay I got at the firm, but the lower stress level has obviously made all the difference in the world.

I'm a happy person. Who knew?

I had a wonderful visit with my grandmother in Texas between jobs and as the weather has warmed up dramatically, house renovations have once again begun. The kitchen redo is up next and although it will be an absolute nightmare for a few months, it has to be done. (You try cooking in a kitchen that hasn't been updated since the 1930s. Not fun.) I'm getting back into my art and have a few calligraphy jobs lined up--gawd bless wedding season!

As the glorious sun is still shining outside, I'm off to walk Bella and possibly go shopping with the lovely Lilly Pulitzer gift certificate T. gave me for Valentine's Day. Ah, the days of bright sundresses, cute new sandles, horse races at Keeneland and trips to the beach. Winter is finally over here and I couldn't be happier.

(Seasonal disorder anyone?)

So basically, I hope to post more often, but if I'm out enjoying life again, I won't allow myself to feel guilty if I haven't written. I hope you are all out enjoying Spring and finding happiness like I am!

If you stop by, please say "hello" and take care!

xoxo, Leigh

Sleepless in Kentucky

2007-03-07T11:33:00.000-05:00

For disappearing acts, it's hard to beat what happens to the eight hours supposedly left after eight of sleep and eight of work.

Doug Larson

Olympic Gold Medalist (1902-1981)

I know exactly what he's talking about! I'm changing jobs (this Friday is my last day!), closing cases & taking care of business (a la Elvis), visiting my grandmother in Texas this weekend, trying to get T off to the SEC tournament in Atlanta, and attempting to get everything done before I collapse. Who needs sleep?!? (and gawd bless caffeine)

Promise to give a more detailed update soon. Hope you're all grand. Sleep well, so I can live vicariously through you!

xoxo, Leigh

Artist of the Day: Amanda Talley

2007-03-04T08:35:00.000-05:00

"Patina", 60" x 48 ", Mixed Media on Panel at the Jenkins/Connelly Gallery.

Amanda Talley is an amazing artist I know from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Her contemporary abstract paintings have a fluidity and movement few capture. Her work can be found at the Jenkins/Connelly Gallery in New Orleans and the Ann Connelly Gallery in Baton Rouge.

Artist Statement: "Painting, for me, is about translating the activity and movement of the outside world into a vocabulary of paint and line. Light, color, and energy are reflected in a fractured window view of the underside of a live oak or in the curls and folds of an elephant ear. Each painting experience becomes a challenge to push aesthetic decision-making aside, in favor of drawing in the moment. The best paintings occur when I succeed in letting action dictate form." Amanda Talley

Untitled, AT181, 26“ x 40“, Mixed Media on Paper at the Ann Connelly Gallery.

Untitled, AT144, 12x12, Mixed Media on Board at the Ann Connelly Gallery.

Ain't it the truth...

2007-03-03T11:31:00.000-05:00

One of the indictments of civilizations is that happiness and intelligence are so rarely found in the same person.

William Feather

author, editor and publisher (1889-1981)

Stupid Criminals: Teenage Edition

2007-03-02T11:14:00.000-05:00

Police arrest young women in bank robbery
March 2: Acworth, Georgia: Sunglasses-wearing pair laughed, smiled through videotaped branch heist...
MSNBC.com
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Okay girls. A few tips:

-A pair of Mary Kate Olsen sunglasses is not a real disguise.

-The movie Sugar and Spice is not an instructional video.

-Getting your boyfriend, the bank teller, to accept a hold-up note and then flee with you (providing beaucoup evidence of conspiracy to commit robbery) is not what I'd call an intelligent plan.

Enjoy jail.

xo, L

I am Soooo buying this magazine.

2007-03-01T11:07:00.000-05:00

Nothing like home grown vegetables and my semi-auto...

Southern living for the armed elite
By Amy Wilson
HERALD-LEADER STAFF WRITER

Rebecca Darwin's new magazine is designed, Darwin says, to appeal to men and women who live or wish they lived the sporting life.

Not that it was a test or anything, but when discussing -- and we were -- the University of North Carolina, the woman called it simply "Chapel Hill."

OK, so the publisher of a new magazine called Garden & Gun is not a Southern fraud.

Rebecca Darwin even has the right accent. So, when you ask the obvious question about why a brand spanking new (debuting April 3), Southern-centric and extremely upscale magazine -- think Town & County without the Town -- might want to include gun in its title, you don't have to explain all the possibly offensive, violent, militant and urban connotations of gun.

"The gun part was well thought out," says Darwin, who has done a lot of thinking as past publisher of the über- literate New Yorker and of the thinking woman's fashion mag Mirabella.

Though, she admits, at first, "I was, like, ummmm, gun."

But the idea soon grew on Darwin and not only because, in a field where new mags emerge and disappear all the time, a good debut splash is the difference between making it or not.

She says you either get "the gun part" -- and you're her kind of lifelong subscriber -- or you don't -- in which case maybe you should just look at it once, to be fair, but maybe you're not really her audience anyway.

Why? Because this new mag is going to read like a guide to the sophisticated metaphor- enabled, literati-prone classic gentleperson of Southern persuasion. Or to those genuine aspirants to same.

The magazine is, Darwin says, designed to appeal to men and women, to those who live or wish they lived the sporting life -- skeet, trap, upland bird hunting and all manner of fishing.

Yes, think people of the equine persuasion. Think thoroughbred, and not just the horse.

"The publication will redefine coverage of the Southern traditions, lifestyles, dreams and heritages," the press blurb says.

Not everyone is thrilled by the hyped redefinition. A post at WashingtonGardener.com's blog (http://washington gardener.blogspot.com) laments, "Call me provincial, but is that really the title that will appeal to the modern, moneyed, gentile southerner? The fact that the NRA HQ is housed just south of DC in the NoVA suburbs is scary enough, but I refuse to believe that guns are so symbolic a part of southern culture that you would build your brand around them. And please clue me in on their relation to gardening other than that desire by many who border parkland hereabouts to shoot a few deer with them?"

Darwin suggests you wait and see the publication before you pass judgment.

"The gun part of the first issue is about trout fishing," she says, adding that the magazine will have a conservation component to it. The idea is to promote and preserve native Southern habitat. (The owner of Garden & Gun has already given 3,000 acres of his family's land in the Santee Delta to The Nature Conservancy.)

The garden part is represented by emphases on pasture and field and preservation. It will dwell on delta and marsh, hillock and plain, pasture and palisade, bottom land and -- yeah, baby -- bluegrass.

The folks at Garden & Gun think the upscale South, which for them always includes Kentucky, has not been very well-represented in the past. Not that Darwin would diss Southern Living with its circulation of 2 million, she just thinks that each might cover the same territory but in vastly different ways.

In the spring issue, for example, G&G will have novelist Reynolds Price introduce readers to artist Ben Long, a young man whom Reynolds encountered a while back and with whom he recently crossed paths anew. It will feature Birmingham architect Fritz Whaley's garage-bar, Thomas Jefferson's wine purchases for George Washington's White House and look at the company that sells Jefferson's heirloom garden seeds. A regular contributor to the magazine will be writer-deluxe Pat Conroy. Regular features will be those on the best dogs, interesting artists and wildly diversive shopping.

For those still concerned about the gun, Darwin explains that there is exactly one photograph in the premiere issue that includes weaponry -- and that's a shotgun used for bird hunting leaning against a rustic table and held by a woman who has a falcon/hawk/big bird on her heavily gloved hand. (Note the expensive trench coat on the woman holding the gun; note her high delta boots; note the dead blesbok/kudu/eland/ antelope head on the milk-painted rough-hewn paneling.)

Garden & Gun will be available in Central Kentucky in major national bookstore outlets like Barnes & Noble and Waldenbooks.

For more information on Garden & Gun, go to www. gardenandgun.com.

Reach Amy Wilson at (859) 231-3305 or 1-800-950-6397, Ext. 3305, or awilson1@herald-leader.com.

Goal for the day: Forgive Assholes

2007-02-28T11:17:00.000-05:00

"A wise man will make haste to forgive, because he knows the true value of time, and will not suffer it to pass away in unnecessary pain."

Samuel Johnson, lexicographer (1709-1784)

Swoon

2007-02-26T23:33:00.000-05:00

As a treat to T. (ha ha) I dragged him to the Mat Kearney/John Mayer concert last Saturday night. The reviews weren't that stellar--many accused JM of sounding too much like his musical influences and Dave Matthews--but I had a great time regardless. May have been the catchy music (you want deep, go see Yo-Yo Ma), the not-too-long guitar riffs, the good seats...or the fact that Rupp Arena sells really big beers at events...

No Jessica Simpson in sight, however, plenty of misguided slutty teens waiting to take her place in attendance. Frightening.

More later. xo, L.

Mardi Gras 2007

2007-02-26T22:52:00.000-05:00

I'm back in KY after an amazing trip home for Mardi Gras. As the photos trickle in from the photogs and friends, I realize how lucky I am to be able to take part in such a grand celebration every year. The Krewe of Muses parade was fab as usual, as was eating at all my favorite restaurants--Commander's Palace, Saki Cafe, La Crepe Nanou...I could go on and on. After 5 days in New Orleans (and a few added pounds), I was so sad to leave. Is there such a thing as Mardi Gras post-partum depression?

Will post more photos as I get them and promise to catch up soon.

xoxo, Leigh

Float loading the night before the parade.

Amy, Joni & Brian (helper for float loading; our krewe is all women)

Our float--number 4--"Wondering Woman," poking fun at Louisiana's governor, Kathleen Blanco.

Amy & me in our costumes on parade day (Re the togas, we're Muses...get it? As for the red wigs--not my idea. Thought I looked like Raggedy Ann, the hooker...)

Joni & Amy

Enjoying other parades the following night...

Lazy Saturday Musings

2007-02-10T13:47:00.000-05:00

It's a lazy Saturday, and although I have a ton to do before I leave for my annual pilgrimage home to New Orleans for the Krewe of Muses Mardi Gras Parade next week, I'm relishing doing nothing. (For a great article on the Muses, check out the latest issue of New Orleans Magazine--we made the cover!!!) It has been an insane few weeks at work and as big changes are afoot (which I'm not at liberty to discuss...yet), I've been overwhelmed trying to bring a few big projects to a close.

I was delighted to find a huge package of belated Christmas and birthday gifts on my doorstep yesterday, from my best friend in New Orleans (2 months late--a girl after my own heart!). Included was a wonderful book by her friend Angele Parlange entitled "Creole Thrift: Premium Southern Living Without Spending a Mint." (Click on photo of book or link to peruse and/or purchase). Angele is insanely creative and I have to give credit where it's due. The book inspired and reminded me of the lovely Southern charm and individuality that, to my own chagrin, I am starting to forget in my new "Yankee homeland," as Mother-Dear likes to call it.

This trip home is a well needed respite from my dreary snow-filled days and although Mum says it's "beyond freezing" at home, I look forward to 50 degree days and a touch of humidity. (It hasn't gotten above freezing here in over a week!) It's not a trip home if my hair doesn't frizz and you can't cut the air with a butter knife. I can't wait to return to the land of slowly creeping time, streetcars, crawfish etouffe', and sweetly scented camellias permeating the air.

Speaking of my favorite flower, a New Orleans tradition, the Camellia Grill is finally set to reopen after Hurricane Katrina. This throw-back diner is on the riverbend Uptown, corner of St. Charles and Carrolton. Think 50's linoleum countertops, spinning bar stools, and the best greasy grilled cheese sandwich you've ever had. Not to mention the world's thickest milkshakes, mixed by the hard-working men in their formal white uniforms. Grease splattered and ketchup stained or not, they look divine to me.

On the philanthropy front, the annual Sweetart New York gala is set to take place on March 2nd. This wonderful post-Katrina fundraiser benefits the New Orleans Contemporary Arts Center and multi-disciplinary artists from New Orleans & the Gulf Coast. If you're in New York, don't miss this New Orleans style fete with cocktails, hors d'oeuvres, music by Kermit Ruffins and the Barbeque Swingers, and a live auction.

I need to clean myself up and get on with the day, but it's oh-so-nice to just relax and relish my mini-break to come. I'll post when I can, but in true Southern style, I'll get to it when I get to it.

I hope this finds you all well--photos of Mardi Gras and home to come. Laissez les bonnes temps roule'!

Avec amour mes amis,

Leigh

Dumbass Politician of the Day

2007-02-06T10:25:00.000-05:00

Former Mayor in Clay County Indicted
Daugh K. White faces drug counts
By Bill Estep
SOUTH-CENTRAL KENTUCKY BUREAU

A longtime Eastern Kentucky mayor helped hire a drug dealer to burn down a vacant house on property the city wanted, then provided the arsonist with drugs and protection, according to a man who admitted involvement in the scheme...

A Little Santayana

2007-02-02T15:00:00.000-05:00

"There is wisdom in turning

as often as possible

from the familiar to the unfamiliar:

it keeps the mind nimble,

it kills prejudice,

and it fosters humor."

George Santayana, philosopher

(1863-1952)

Zelda's deepest inner thoughts...

2007-02-02T14:48:00.000-05:00

Care of those witty asses over at the Onion, what my cat Zelda Fitzgerald (aka Zelda McFluffersons, aka DAMN CAT!) is really thinking...

May he rest in peace.

2007-01-29T13:26:00.000-05:00

Sadness: After eight months of pain and surgeries,

Barbaro finally had to be put down.

I hope he is somewhere peaceful--happy and running

as fast as he can through tall grass...

Barbaro's battle for survival,

which captivated the nation,

came to an end Monday as the

Kentucky Derby winner was euthanized.

(Associated Press)

Embarrassment of the Week

2007-01-26T08:37:00.000-05:00

"So you're pretty sedentary, eh?" He flipped through my chart with a condesending air, God-complex intact, practically rolling his eyes behind the glasses perched half way down his nose.

"I walk my Great Dane a lot. I do pilates. Working out more is definitely a priority for me this year."

"Well, your EKG is perfect. It's not your heart. Take off your shirt and let's have a feel." If he wasn't the doctor on call I would have slapped him for the leer in his voice. I'm only thirty something--I knew it wasn't my heart. If the damn throbbing in my chest hadn't persisted all week, I wouldn't have bothered putting myself through another painfully embarrassing appointment.

"Okay..."

"Your enormous dog hasn't pulled on you especially hard lately, eh?" He smirked easily as he spoke.

"No, she's pretty well trained. She walks by my side most of the time." Huge exaggeration on my part--Bella tugs me constantly when we walk (someone call the Dog Whisperer stat) but I didn't want to admit that I hadn't walked her in a week since the temperatures dropped below freezing. The dog hates me right now.

"Well, everything feels fine." Asshole. He's enjoying second base. I try to focus on his shiny balding head as he leans over me and feels me up.

"What about here?" I cringed as he pressed on the ribs between my breasts and nearly passed out from the pain.

"Um...Ow."

"Okay. I have a diagnosis. You've got Costal Chondritis. It's when the cartilage between your ribs becomes inflamed. Many patients describe it as a burning sensation in their chest, like you did."

"Will it go away?"

"Eventually." He turned away and began scribbling on my chart while I put on my clothes. That's it? That's all I get?

"What caused it? What should I do?"

"Your previous case of bronchitis probably triggered it. Take Aleve and wait. If it doesn't go away in a few weeks, come back and I'll check you again. Regardless, make another appointment for two weeks from today."

Prick.

"I'll make another appointment on my way out..." when hell freezes over. Don't they teach bed side manners in medical school? Someone needs a refresher course.

Jazz Fest 2007

2007-01-26T08:29:00.000-05:00

JAZZ FEST ANNOUNCES 2007 TALENT LINEUP FOR NEW ORLEANS' PREMIER MUSIC EVENT

APRIL 27-29 AND MAY 4-6

TICKETS ON SALE TODAYTHOUSANDS OF MUSICIANS AND FANS TO FILL CITY WITH CELEBRATION

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Harry Connick Jr. To Close Festival On Sunday, May 6

Louisiana Legend Jerry Lee Lewis & Rebirth Brass Band Leader Featured On Two Official Posters

Artists include: Harry Connick Jr., Rod Stewart, Steely Dan, Norah Jones, ZZ Top, John Legend, Van Morrison, Brad Paisley, Jill Scott, Ludacris, Dr. John, Bonnie Raitt, New Edition, Gilberto Santa Rosa, Irma Thomas, Jerry Lee Lewis, Counting Crows, Allman Brothers Band, Allen Toussaint, George Benson, Pharoah Sanders, George Thorogood, Stephen Marley featuring Jr. Gong, Better Than Ezra, Joss Stone, Banda el Recodo, Calexico, Taj Mahal, Johnny Rivers, Lucinda Williams, Branford Marsalis, Richie Havens, Soulive, Cowboy Mouth, Percy Sledge, Tony Joe White, Gillian Welch, Bobby Jones & the Nashville Super Choir, T-Bone Burnett, Rebirth Brass Band, Galactic, Mose Allison, Marcia Ball, Roy Hargrove, Chuck Leavell, Arturo Sandoval, The Holmes Brothers, Snooks Eaglin, Dr. Lonnie Smith, The New Orleans Social Club, James Carter, The Radiators, Preservation Hall Jazz Band, Lucky Peterson, Darrell McFadden, Sonny Landreth, Danilo Perez, Ivan Neville, Dottie Peoples, Davell Crawford, Ba Cissoko of Guinea, George Porter, Jr., Joseph "Zigaboo" Modeliste, Tab Benoit, Les Amazones of Guinea, World Saxophone Group, John Mooney & Bluesiana, Buckwheat Zydeco, Anders Osborne, Elder Baab & the Madison Bumble Bees of Winnsboro, Eddie Bo, Steve Riley & the Mamou Playboys, Rosie Ledet, Amanda Shaw, The Iguanas, Marva Wright, Walter "Wolfman" Washington, Deacon John, Donald Harrison, Nicholas Payton, Terence Blanchard, Troy "Trombone Shorty" Andrews & Orleans Avenue, Bob French, Elysian Fieldz, The Dirty Dozen Brass Band, Kermit Ruffins & the Barbecue Swingers, Ellis Marsalis and over 500 more groups.
Click here for the weekend by weekend schedule.

© 2007 New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Foundation

Week in Review...

2007-01-18T10:13:00.000-05:00

Castro is still not dead. MSNBC.

My photo made it onto the web again (I'm on the right; my friend Becky is on the left). No, not those kind of photos you dirty perv. Mardi Gras News.

Zelda Fitzgerald, the white fluff ball to the right, is deemed "snorgalishious" by a jury of her peers...

LaLohan's a drunk. Perez Hilton.

Leigh actually watches a movie. "Everything is Illuminated" is quirky, funny and touching, all rolled into one. Found out after the fact that it was written and directed by Liev Schreiber. If you enjoy his brand of wit and wry humor, you'll love it. On Zelda Fitzgerald's movie rating scale: 3 1/2 Paws out of 4. Pretty puuuuurrfect.

Brad, Angie and the Munchkins are setting up their 4th home in my hometown of New Orleans. The NOLA economy rejoices. The local adoption agencies quiver in anticipation. D-Listed.

Posh Spice says no to joining that Scientology cult. (Money obviously better spent on horse tranquilizers and botox.) Popsugar.

Bollywood movie stars Abhishek Bachchan and Aishwarya Rai are engaged and will marry later this year. If I went this way, I'd be all over her. She truly is mesmerizing--and that's a bad photo...

Craptastic News of the Day!

2007-01-18T10:04:00.000-05:00

Following in the crooked footsteps of every other child star with too much money, no parental supervision, a drug dealer and a fake i.d., Lindsay Lohan has checked herself into rehab in California to treat her her problems with alcohol.

No one on Earth is surprised.

I give it four days before she is back out partying at Hyde...

Happy Happy 65th Birthday Ali!

2007-01-17T10:01:00.000-05:00

Muhammad Ali (born Cassius Marcellus Clay, Jr. on January 17, 1942) is an iconic retired American boxer. In 1999, Ali was crowned "Sportsman of the Century" by Sports Illustrated. He won the World Heavyweight Boxing championship three times, and won the North American Boxing Federation championship as well as an Olympic gold medal. He is widely considered to be one of the greatest athletes of the century, as well as one of the most recognizable personalities in the world.
Ali was born in Louisville, Kentucky. He was named after his father, Cassius Marcellus Clay, Sr., (who was named for the 19th century abolitionist and politician Cassius Clay). Ali later changed his name after joining the Nation of Islam and subsequently converted to Sunni Islam in 1975...

Will You Still Love Me When I'm 94?

2007-01-15T13:16:00.000-05:00

T's grandmother celebrating her birthday yesterday.
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What's a sweet and sassy Southern lady to do when she turns the ripe ole age of 94?

Laugh her ass off, that's what.

A Little More Twain...

2007-01-11T12:21:00.000-05:00

"Man is the religious animal.

He is the only religious animal

that has the true religion -- several of them.

He is the only animal that loves

his neighbor as himself and

cuts his throat if his theology isn't straight."

Mark Twain

author and humorist (1835-1910)

Learning to Swim...

2007-01-11T11:19:00.000-05:00

From the Frist Museum of Visual Arts, Nashville, Tennessee.

Image: Bob Trotman, "Sinking Feeling," 2001.

Wood and tempera, 53 x 34 x 35 in.

Collection of Randy Shull and Hedy Fischer. Photo: John Payne.

Sorry for the long absence everyone. Drowning in paperwork and hearings at work. Promise to catch up as soon as I get my head above water.

I hope everyone had a wonderful New Year's!

xoxo, Leigh

Hot Eccentric of the Day

2007-01-11T11:07:00.000-05:00

A fairly dapper looking Howard Hughes,

before OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) took over his life.

NashVegas Here We Come!

2006-12-28T09:59:00.000-05:00

Hi All,

Just a note to say that I won't be posting for a day or two. Leaving for Nashville this afternoon for the Music City Bowl! T's aunt and uncle, who are a tad elderly, surprised us with free tickets and a hotel room if we'd drive them to Nashville and back. It was an offer we couldn't refuse! Plus, we get to see UK v. Clemson. Should be a good game, and even though the odds are stacked against UK, miracles can happen!

Hope this finds you all well! Drop me a line & I'll be back to posting soon!

xoxo,
Leigh

P.S. BLP--if you read this--email me! (fear I've lost your e-mail address!) Would love to hook up with you for cocktails in music city! P.S.S. ADORE the Billet Doux stationary!!! C'est tres belle! Merci beaucoup! xo, L.

In Memoriam

2006-12-27T22:28:00.000-05:00

38th President of the United States, August 9 , 1974 - January 20, 1977
Born July 14, 1913; died December 26, 2006

"A government big enough to give you everything you want

is a government big enough to take from you everything you have."

"The Constitution is the bedrock of all our freedoms;

guard and cherish it;

keep honor and order in your own house;

and the republic will endure."

"I am acutely aware that you have not elected me

as your president by your ballots,

so I ask you to confirm me with your prayers."

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"The political lesson of Watergate is this:

Never again must America allow an arrogant,

elite guard of political adolescents

to by-pass the regular party organization

and dictate the terms of a national election."

A Little Marcus Aurelius

2006-12-27T11:01:00.000-05:00

"Accept the things to which fate binds you,

and love the people with whom

fate brings you together,

but do so with all your heart."

—

Marcus Aurelius

Holiday Merriment

2006-12-23T22:59:00.000-05:00

Hi all! Sorry so few posts--holiday merriment abounds, as does the prep work! Spent most of the day cleaning the house (too much dog hair and dust bunnies to even discuss) and grocery shopping for my first real Christmas dinner. Only 5 guests, but would like to get through it without an incident of food poisoning...

Driving around town this evening, couldn't help but appreciate all the lovely Christmas and holiday decorations. I put up some tasteful wreaths and wrapped a garland around our lamp post--simple, elegant and nothing too flashy.

However, some people obviously just don't know when to say when. The photo above is a house on Chinoe Road here in Lex. You can friggin' see it from space. I love that these people are getting into the spirit of the season, but damn. Traffic backs up for blocks with all the gawkers and the lights are practically blinding. All I can say is thank gawd I'm not one of their neighbors. I'd turn into the grinch!

Well, off to have some more bourbon eggnog with friends. Hope you're all having lovely holidays!

xoxo,
Leigh

Baby It's Cold Outside...

2006-12-21T16:56:00.000-05:00

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.

We've already missed the spring..."

An Affair to Remember

Keep Colorado residents in your thoughts and prayers (take care Em!), as most of the state is currently shut down with blizzard conditions, the roads impassable, and wrecks abundant.

*Photo care of www.msn.com

2006-12-21T10:18:00.000-05:00

American Idol Hicks to Marshal Carnival

American Idol winner Taylor Hicks will reign as the Krewe of Endymion's grand marshal for the 2007 Carnival season. The gray-haired, 30-year-old soul singer from Birmingham, Ala., won over audiences this year with his vocal performances and curious dancing style on the hit reality TV show. Singer Al Green and the musical groups Journey and Styx will also ride in the parade.

Taylor Hicks: http://www.taylorhicks.com

Krewe of Endymion: http://www.endymion.org

*Photo courtesy of People magazine

Happy Holidays from Bella!

2006-12-20T11:00:00.000-05:00

Merry Barkmas...

2006-12-20T10:03:00.000-05:00

The holiday cards have been flooding my inbox and mail box for days, but I have to admit, I especially like the ones with pets.

We did this to Bella last year, and if I can find the photo, I'll post it. I attempted to get one with Bella and Zelda the cat for this year, but I guess they just weren't in the holiday spirit yet...

So, if you're a loving pet owner, did you dress them up this year? I'm getting the impression that this is a common trend!

Happy Holidays!
xoxo, Leigh

Emma, the Old English Sheep Dog

This is the original photo--the card actually says--and I'm not kidding--
"Happy Birthday Jesus"

One Lucky Kentucky Redneck...

2006-12-19T11:49:00.000-05:00

Donald Trump announced this morning that Miss USA Tara Conner will not be dethroned after allegations that she was partying hard and tested positive for coke. Tara and Donald met at the Trump Tower this morning and discussed her future with the crown.

He said, “She’s agreed to go into rehab. She knows that if she makes even the slightest mistake from here on she wil be immedialtely replaced.”

Eighteen, from a small town in Kentucky, on her own in NYC with lots of cash and free nights out...yeah, I'd be home knitting too...

Tara should apply to be on that trashy reality show "Bad Girls"--she'd fit right in! Rock on Tara!

*Photo and blurb courtesy of Dlisted

Nausea, Legal Pleadings & Holiday Parties, Oh My!

2006-12-16T11:47:00.000-05:00

Weight: 132 (ARG. Hate holiday parties and all those delicious little chocolate morsels.)
Alcohol units: 4 (Very good considering.)
Cigs: very few (Too busy praying to the porcelain god. )

So. It's been one hellofa week. Tuesday was my birthday. The days of waking up excited, my bed covered in presents (one of my Mum's traditions), and feeling the thrill of being just a little bit more grown up...that era is over. I had the faintest notion of waking up with beautiful skin, a great body a la Jessica Alba and a renewed sense of confidence that I'd been lacking in my younger days. Nope. Just the same old me.

As my birthday fell on a weekday this year, I wasn't expecting much. After a long day at work, my office co-workers surprised me with a card and a key lime pie (my favorite) which was a pleasant surprise, but not much help in my quest to lose the pounds I've gained since the wedding (7 lbs--fat spontaneously regenerating on own volition).

Met T at home where he swept me off in a cab to a lovely little French bistro that I'd been dying to try. It was a delicious dinner, but rich to say the least. It was my birthday, a little indulgence wasn't going to kill me, right? I'd never been so wrong before. What the hell happened to wisdom with age???

A cocktail or two, several celebratory phone calls, and then home to snuggle and watch a movie. Am a very responsible grown up. Very good. Not a bad night...or so I thought. Around 4 am, I woke up with the most intense cramps I'd ever had. Thought it was a girl thing until I proceed to throw up for three straight hours. As I lay on the delightfully freezing bathroom tile floor clutching my stomach and praying to die, all I could think was what a bad start to a new year.

After throwing up everything I'd ever eaten or even thought of eating, I had to get up and work a 12 hour day. Fun, fun, fun. The rest of the week went pretty fast, blurred feelings of nausea, legal pleadings and a few holiday parties filling my days.

Now I'm in holiday limbo, trying to avoid going shopping but knowing that I've still got a few gifts to purchase and more cards to send out, lest I be considered a royal Scrooge. Am trying to get in the holiday spirit as am feeling better, my Mum is coming in next week from Louisiana (so excited!) and I am hosting my first real Christmas dinner (daunting--someone call the caterer!) but difficult when so much to do. Ever the optimist, am sure I'll catch the holiday bug (the non-vomiting inducing type) and get back in the swing of things asap.

Happy happy holidays & keep in touch!

xoxo,
Leigh

Gandolfini: King of Bacchus 2007

2006-12-13T10:48:00.000-05:00

Gandolfini to Rule Over 2007 Mardi Gras

Dec 12, 9:40 PM EST

James Gandolfini, aka Tony Soprano, will reign as celebrity monarch Bacchus during the 2007 Carnival season. Gandolfini, who filmed scenes in New Orleans for his role in the movie "All the King's Men," plays the head of a New Jersey crime family on HBO's "The Sopranos."

"He fell in love with our city and he wants to do a lot to help us get back on our feet," Pip Brennan, captain of the Krewe of Bacchus, said Monday.
Most Carnival groups, known as krewes, select members of New Orleans society as their kings or queens.

New Orleans' signature celebration will have 31 parades over 10 days, compared with 28 parades in eight days in 2006, just months after Hurricane Katrina devastated the city. The Bacchus parade will be the evening of Feb. 18, two days before Mardi Gras.

Bacchus traces its roots to the 1940s but disbanded in the 1950s. The group reformed in the late 1960s and was one of the first Carnival organizations to open participation to tourists and others from outside the New Orleans area.

Bacchus introduced spectacular floats much larger than those in traditional Carnival parades, and it was the first to choose a national celebrity to lead its parade.

Danny Kaye was the first Bacchus, in 1969. Other celebrities include William Shatner, Billy Crystal, Bob Hope, Michael Keaton, Nicolas Cage, John Lovitz, Jim Belushi, Kirk Douglas, Charlton Heston, Ron Howard, Jackie Gleason and Raymond Burr.

The Bacchus krewe now has more than 1,000 members and parades with more than 30 animated floats along historic St. Charles Avenue and through the city's business district.

Besides New Orleans, parades and balls also take place in other former French colonial communities across the Gulf Coast, including Biloxi, Miss., and Mobile, Ala.

The Carnival season traditionally begins in New Orleans with the elaborate ball of the Twelfth Night Revelers on Jan. 6. and ends at midnight on Fat Tuesday as Lent begins.

Krewe members pay for the cost of their parades and balls. Attempts in recent years to secure corporate sponsorship of some Carnival festivities have met with little success.
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On the Net:
Krewe of Bacchus:
http://www.kreweofbacchus.org

*Article care of MSN News

A Little Coolidge

2006-12-11T18:57:00.000-05:00

"Christmas is not a time nor a season,

but a state of mind.

To cherish peace and goodwill,

to be plenteous in mercy,

is to have the real spirit of Christmas."

Calvin Coolidge

Mug Shot Hall of Fame

2006-12-11T18:45:00.000-05:00

Nicole Richie arrested for DUI this morning...She was cooperative and

admitted to taking the pain killer Vicodin and smoking pot.

I'm not really surprised.

More surprised that it took the cops this long to

catch her driving under the influence...

(she does appear to be out almost every night living it up...

me bitter? noooo.)

Okay, okay; her mug shot isn't even that bad, but is that a scrunchie?!?

Oh, the horror!

Rip Torn

Nick Nolte (My all time favorite. Where can I get that bitchin' shirt?!?)

James Brown, God Father of Soul and Cold Duck.
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*Photos courtesy of the Smoking Gun and AP Photos

Leigh's Birthday & Christmas Wish List

2006-12-08T20:25:00.000-05:00

Inspired by lovely Lisa I thought I'd make a brief list of items I'd love for Santa to leave under the tree. Honestly, I get a lot more pleasure out of shopping for others than myself, but I guess if people insist on buying me stuff, here are a few materialistic pleasures that would put a smile on my spoiled little face...

What do you want for the holidays?

xoxo,
leigh

"Audrey Style" by Pamela Clarke Keogh. Audrey Hepburn was a fashion icon, a gentle soul and a UN Ambassador to boot. A life long inspiration.
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Art supplies from the Dick Blick art store. I'm experimenting with oils this year...

A replacement Tiffany & Co. blue enamel purse pen...the other one was swiped by a wretched waitress. One hell of a tip if you ask me!
A cute date planner for my purse. The one to the left is from Tiffany & Co...
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John Mayer (I'm sure T wouldn't mind!) or at least his amazing new CD Continuum.

New high boots. Preferably one pair of black leather and one pair of brown suede. I've beaten the crap out of my old pair...Numerous styles can be found at Zappos.com, one of my favorite shoe sites.

This adorable boucle' coat from Boston Proper. Very me.

A new ipod. T lost mine at the gym. I can't be mad though; he bought it for me in the first place!
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A wetlands alligator sponsored in my name from the Audubon Institute in New Orleans.

Okay, I'm obviously really dreaming now. The day I spend $900 on a purse, I've completely lost all sense and need to be put out of my misery. It sure is pretty though...

A tarnish-proof, completely lined jewelry armoir from Ross Simons so I can stop adding to my lost earring collection and keep everything in one place.

A delicate gold vermeil ginko necklace from Red Envelope. Lovely, dainty and reasonably priced. (and obviously need stuff to fill large jewelry armoir above!)

And naturally, last but not least (in my best Miss America impersonation), I would like world peace and an end to hunger and war around the globe.

Holiday Party Excuse Generator

2006-12-08T15:19:00.000-05:00

As the holidays are upon us, so too are holiday soirees, office shindigs, and cocktail parties galore. Sometimes, you're too tired from all the marathon shopping or you just simply can't take one more sip of Aunt Mary's bourbon eggnog. In case of need for emergency excuse, click the link below.

Happy Jolly Holly Holidays and keep in touch!
xoxo,
leigh

Holiday Party Excuse Generator

What: You describe the undesirable soiree; it whips up a thanks-but-no-thanks letter.

Why: You may be excused.

Where: Online at holiday.enlighten.com.

*Great Idea care of http://www.dailycandy.com/.

Friday Snippets

2006-12-08T14:21:00.000-05:00

Brangelina may wed in Africa...the tabloids are peeing on themselves from the excitement. ~ Popsugar

LaLohan in a shame spiral...and she wants help from...AL GORE?!? WTF? Me thinks someone needs to get off the blow. ~ Perez Hilton

I'm against the blantant commercialism of the holidays as well, but really, is this necessary? ~ CNN.com

Val Kilmer got old, fat and wierd. Real shocker. His idol is Marlon Brando. ~ Perez Hilton

"Kate Cruise" needs a stylist, otherwise the natural beauty will keep going out looking like a frumpy tart. ~ Dlisted

Ellen Degeneres goes home to New Orleans to light the Christmas Tree in Jackson Square for the first time since Katrina. Laissez les bonne temps roule! ~ Perez Hilton

Allegations arising that Brit-Brit is on Paxil and Xanax. Wouldn't you be on anti-depressants/sedatives if you woke up one day and realized that you married and had children with Federloser? ~ In Touch Weekly

A Little Spinoza

2006-12-04T09:25:00.000-05:00

I have made a ceaseless effort not to ridicule, not to bewail, not to scorn human actions, but to understand.

Baruch Spinoza, philosopher (1632-1677)

Mark Twain's Letter from Santa Claus

2006-12-04T08:56:00.000-05:00

Clemens as Santa

Illustration courtesy of Dave Thompson

Palace of St. Nicholas
In the Moon
Christmas Morning

MY DEAR SUSIE CLEMENS:
I have received and read all the letters which you and your little sister have written me by the hand of your mother and your nurses; I have also read those which you little people have written me with your own hands--for although you did not use any characters that are in grown peoples' alphabet, you used the characters that all children in all lands on earth and in the twinkling stars use; and as all my subjects in the moon are children and use no character but that, you will easily understand that I can read your and your baby sister's jagged and fantastic marks without any trouble at all. But I had trouble with those letters which you dictated through your mother and the nurses, for I am a foreigner and cannot read English writing well. You will find that I made no mistakes about the things which you and the baby ordered in your own letters--I went down your chimney at midnight when you were asleep and delivered them all myself--and kissed both of you, too, because you are good children, well trained, nice mannered, and about the most obedient little people I ever saw. But in the letter which you dictated there were some words which I could not make out for certain, and one or two small orders which I could not fill because we ran out of stock. Our last lot of kitchen furniture for dolls has just gone to a very poor little child in the North Star away up, in the cold country above the Big Dipper. Your mama can show you that star and you will say: "Little Snow Flake," (for that is the child's name) "I'm glad you got that furniture, for you need it more than I." That is, you must write that, with your own hand, and Snow Flake will write you an answer. If you only spoke it she wouldn't hear you. Make your letter light and thin, for the distance is great and the postage very heavy.

There was a word or two in your mama's letter which I couldn't be certain of. I took it to be "a trunk full of doll's clothes." Is that it? I will call at your kitchen door about nine o'clock this morning to inquire. But I must not see anybody and I must not speak to anybody but you. When the kitchen doorbell rings, George must be blindfolded and sent to open the door. Then he must go back to the dining room or the china closet and take the cook with him. You must tell George he must walk on tiptoe and not speak--otherwise he will die someday. Then you must go up to the nursery and stand on a chair or the nurse's bed and put your car to the speaking tube that leads down to the kitchen and when I whistle through it you must speak in the tube and say, "Welcome, Santa Claus!" Then I will ask whether it was a trunk you ordered or not. If you say it was, I shall ask you what color you want the trunk to be. Your mama will help you to name a nice color and then you must tell me every single thing in detail which you want the trunk to contain. Then when I say "Good-by and a merry Christmas to my little Susie Clemens," you must say "Good-by, good old Santa Claus, I thank you very much and please tell that little Snow Flake I will look at her star tonight and she must look down here--I will be right in the west bay window; and every fine night I will look at her star and say, 'I know somebody up there and like her, too.' " Then you must go down into the library and make George close all the doors that open into the main hall, and everybody must keep still for a little while. I will go to the moon and get those things and in a few minutes I will come down the chimney that belongs to the fireplace that is in the hall--if it is a trunk you want--because I couldn't get such a thing as a trunk down the nursery chimney, you know.

People may talk if they want, until they hear my footsteps in the hall. Then you tell them to keep quiet a little while till I go back up the chimney. Maybe you will not hear my footsteps at all--so you may go now and then and peep through the dining-room doors, and by and by you will see that thing which you want, right under the piano in the drawing room-for I shall put it there. If I should leave any snow in the hall, you must tell George to sweep it into the fireplace, for I haven't time to do such things. George must not use a broom, but a rag--else he will die someday. You must watch George and not let him run into danger. If my boot should leave a stain on the marble, George must not holystone it away. Leave it there always in memory of my visit; and whenever you look at it or show it to anybody you must let it remind you to be a good little girl. Whenever you are naughty and somebody points to that mark which your good old Santa Claus's boot made on the marble, what will you say, little sweetheart?

Good-by for a few minutes, till I come down to the world and ring the kitchen doorbell.

Your loving SANTA CLAUS
Whom people sometimes call "The Man in the Moon"

For more Mark Twain quotes and information, go to www.TwainQuotes.com

Party for a Good Cause

2006-12-03T12:48:00.000-05:00

What a great idea! May have to do this for my too-rapidly approaching birthday! Hope this finds everyone well. Drop me a line!

xoxo,
Leigh

Cause for Celebrating
from Yahoo.com

Everyone loves a great party, especially around the holidays. This year, give guests an irresistible reason to attend your VIP gathering -- turn it into the perfect opportunity to give by throwing a festive charity bash. Whether you're hosting a low-key dinner for eight or a cocktail hour for forty, there's no better time to invite guests to share in the generous spirit of the season. Whatever cause is closest to your heart -- kids, animals, environment -- mix up a batch of eggnog, crank up the holiday tunes, and entertain with good cheer and good will!

* Ask guests to bring unwrapped toys and clothing in new or good condition. Create a festive table for the goodies -- a red tablecloth, a few holiday decorations (berries, greens, votives)...and print up a sign to let everyone know where their donations are headed. Post-party, drop off the gifts at your charity of choice. Call around to family shelters or orphanages ahead of time to find out what they need and whether they have special requirements. Fire or police departments often organize toy drives as well. Or check out SecretSanta.com, a wonderful online resource that allows you to enter your zip code and find the nearest drop sites.

* Get creative by supplying guests with markers, rubber stamps, and colorful paper to make holiday cards for orphans. Then spend a few minutes writing cheerful wishes in them. Visit a local orphanage or children's hospital in advance to coordinate a plan and get a list of names so you can personalize messages.

* Host a pet fashion show to entertain your animal-loving friends with the latest in couture designs for Fido and Fluffy. Convince a local boutique to loan you stuff in exchange for some great PR. Compile a holiday soundtrack that "models" can strut down the "runway" to -- and hand out small goody bags. Ask guests for a small donation as their "entrance fee" -- even $5 a person will add up and go a long way at a local charity.

* Invite guests to bring an ornament or a stocking that can be used to decorate at a local shelter, hospital, or halfway house.

* As an ideal follow-up to a gourmet dinner party, ask guests to bring an assortment of canned and dried foods so that those in need can enjoy a hearty holiday dinner as well. Cover a big box in wrapping paper and leave it by your door to collect the goodies. Contact local food banks and shelters to get a wish list of food and personal care items -- and be sure to include suggestions when you send out invitations.

Happy Birthday Brit-Brit

2006-12-02T12:45:00.000-05:00

Today is Britney Spears' 25th birthday. Happy birthday Brit-Brit.

From a fellow Sagittarius, may wisdom come with age...

Gawd knows you need some!

Artist of the Day: Fonville Winans

2006-12-01T15:25:00.000-05:00

THEODORE FONVILLE WINANS

Born in Mexico, Missouri on August 22 1911, Theodore Fonville Winans bought his first camera, a Kodak 3A, on impulse and soon after won a local photographic contest. He first arrived in Louisiana as a young construction worker and was captivated by the exotic feet of the state."It was absolutely fascinating to me, it was like being in the darkest Africa... alligators, palmettos and Spanish moss. I tell you, it really grabbed a hold of me. To me it was pure adventure, I loved it." Fonville Winans.

In the late 1930's Fonville settled in Baton Rouge and began his career as a professional photographer. A favorite destination, on his many excursions was the small fishing village of Grande Isle, located south of New Orleans on the Gulf of Mexico. It was here that he captured some of his most enduring and acclaimed images.

Over the next fifty years, from his studio at 667 Laurel Street, he was to photograph nearly every governor, as well as many of Louisiana's most prominent citizens. Fonville began his career as a professional photographer in the late 1930's and for over fifty years traveled the highways and byways of South Louisiana photographing the people and places that define this unique and diverse culture.

His many celebrated images have appeared in numerous publications including a book on his life and work entitled Fonville Winan's Politics, People, and Places. A PBS special, "The Cruise of the Pintail", chronicled his journey through South Louisiana on a small boat using a 16mm camera to record his travels. His work has been honored with exhibitions throughout the world, including: Los Angeles, London, Paris and Angers, France.

In 1990, The Foundation for Historical Louisiana presented Fonville with its prestigious preservation award for his enduring visual record of Louisiana's culture.Since his death in 1992, collector's have paid thousands for his vintage prints. His entire collection is now archived in the Louisiana State University Libraries Special Collections Department.
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A Gallery of more of Fonville Winan's works and official prints can be found at www.SPIArt.com or by calling (225) 766-4919. If you call, ask for Steve--he was unbelievably helpful when I ordered one of these prints for T for Christmas!

Why "Mom-angers" are a Bad Idea

2006-12-01T15:14:00.000-05:00

BOOZED-UP LINDSAY IN TIRADE

December 1, 2006 -- DESPITE attending "several" Alcoholics Anonymous meetings this week, Lindsay Lohan drank champagne and made a big scene at the GQ Men of the Year dinner - all under the watchful eye of her hard-partying mom-ager, Dina Lohan.
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When the Lohans arrived at the exclusive dinner at the Sunset Tower - joining the likes of Leonardo DiCaprio, Al Gore, Jay-Z, Jennifer Connelly and Magic Johnson - she "flipped out" upon seeing Jessica Biel, the luminous star of "The Illusionist," there with her assistant.
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Biel's assistant used to work for Lohan and earned the "Mean Girls" star's ire when she quit several months ago.
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According to a witness, Lohan started screaming, "If she stays, I'm outta here! I can't look at that girl! I can't believe you would allow an assistant in here - she doesn't belong in here!"
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"It was really uncalled for," said our spy. "Jessica and everyone else ignored her."
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A rep for Lohan said, "This does not sound like Lindsay." A Biel friend said, "Jess didn't steal anyone's assistant - her assistant stopped working for Lindsay a long time ago. And whatever drama happened, Jess was no part of it. She is not part of [Lohan's] crowd - she is a professional." A rep for Biel declined comment.
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Lohan was shunned at the glittering affair by other celebs who are tired of her bratty antics and bad work ethic. Overhearing her tirade about Biel's assistant, Will Ferrell turned to DiCaprio, Gore and Affleck and said, "Who cares about that freak anymore, anyway?" - setting off laughter. Later, Lohan, with a champagne glass in her hand, tried flirting with Leo, to no avail.
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When "Jackass" star Johnny Knoxville arrived later in the evening, Lohan lit up and the two began nuzzling and necking - until Lohan's ex, Harry Morton, appeared.
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"Harry had been called by Lindsay, and he arrived with a bunch of her friends, and then they all left together, including Johnny. It was weird," said a source. "Dina did a lousy job of reining in her daughter, and it looked like she just used Lindsay to get into the party in the first place."
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*To check out more hot gossip on Page 6 of the New York Post,

click on link at top of post or click button on left of page*

One of my Favorite Shows Helps my Hometown Museum

2006-11-30T16:10:00.000-05:00

CAST OF NBC'S SCRUBS PARTICIPATE IN E-BAY AUCTION TO BENEFIT NOMA

The cast of NBC's Scrubs and Johnnie Walker Blue Label ask you to buy the 'Scrubs' off their backs and help rebuild the arts in New Orleans. The 'Blue Scrubs' charity auction is now on eBay. The seven stars of NBC's hit comedy have donated their time and creative expertise to make art out of their favorite work attire - their scrubs. The scrubs are being auctioned off on eBay with all proceeds to benefit the New Orleans Museum of Art.

To view the scrubs, log on to ebay.com and type in your favorite Scrubs star's name plus the words 'scrubs by Johnnie Walker Blue.' If, for instance, you are interested in viewing the scrubs decorated by Zach Braff, simply type in, 'Zach Braff scrubs by Johnnie Walker Blue.' The auction closes December 8, 2006.

Ashley Loves UK!

2006-11-30T16:02:00.000-05:00

Famous Kentuckians: Did you or didn't you know that:

ASHLEY JUDD

was a Kentucky native?

Ashley Judd, a native Kentuckian and huge University of Kentucky fan, gets very cozy with the school mascot at a UK basketball game on Tuesday, November 28th.

Photo courtesy of Perez Hilton, diva extraordinaire! Danka!

Helping Holidays

2006-11-30T14:14:00.000-05:00

This is from one of my favorite daily e-mail newsletters-"Daily Candy." What better idea than helping one's neighbor during the holidays? Travel and philanthropy--one of my favorite combinations!

"Right about now, you’re thinking about giving — and getting away from it all. Why not do both? Volunteer on your next vacation, and you’ll see the world — and leave it a better place.

Depending where you go, you’ll need shots and visas. You pick up all fees (program, air fare), but they’re usually tax deductible (unlike Aspen). Length of stay is flexible, and there’s a trip for every personality.

Hard-Core Helpers

You scaled the Andes and swam the Strait of Gibraltar. You’re ready for anything. Global Service Corps has sustainable agriculture and HIV prevention projects in Tanzania and Buddhist immersion programs in Thailand, where you’ll live in a temple with monks.

Spoiled, Not Brats

You’re a room-service type with a big heart. Habitat for Humanity needs volunteers in Hawaii and the Gulf Coast. Short-term is okay; hot showers at day’s end encouraged.

Tree Huggers

The environment is going to pot, and you’re going to fix it with a little help from I-to-I, which leads eco-minded projects from Ecuador to Malaysia.
HumanitariansA people person like yourself will want to help impoverished orphans in Peru. You’ll paint dorm rooms and teach arts, crafts, and job skills. Globe Aware will make it happen.

Aesthetes

You want a view while you work (it is a holiday), so head to Laos where you’ll teach English and computer skills and help a people still recovering from the Vietnam War.

Now that’s the spirit."

Artist of the Day: James Michalopolous

2006-11-29T10:45:00.000-05:00

"Moon over Miasma"

(this is actually hanging over my mantle in the livingroom...)

One of my favorite New Orleans artists, James Michalopoulos is an American artist with studios in New Orleans, Louisiana and Burgundy, France. Known for his architectural subjects, "his oil paintings capture the life, movement and personality of these structures. In this spirit his houses live, breathe and move like the people who inhabit them."

His work is ethereal, impressionistic and never fails to make me homesick...

Check out his website at:

http://www.michalopoulos.com

Alert the Bark Chain--it's a Party!

2006-11-29T10:15:00.000-05:00

Sorry for being out of touch for a while. Have been inundated with family and holiday festivities in multiple states. Waiting on some hysterical Thanksgiving photos, but to keep you amused, here are some photos from about two weeks ago. These probably need some explanation, so here it goes:

My Mother-in-Law is INSANE.

I've read extensively about empty nest syndrome and as a dog owner myself, I know how pets can become akin to a child in the owner's eyes, however, my MIL has gone a little past crazy.

First, I had to pick up a Baskin Robbins ice-cream cake for the dogs. Three of the five family dogs (not counting the 3 farm dogs--yes, we are obviously dog people) were having birthdays in November. Thus, my MIL took it upon herself to throw them a birthday party. Yes, you read that right. A dog birthday party. Call Page 6 -- social event of the season.

After picking up the cake, we all met at MIL's house. The dogs got birthday hats. We actually sang them the birthday song and then each dog got a piece of ice cream cake. There was still cake left so the humans actually got to partake as well...

And people wonder why I drink.

On a positive note, at least we got some cute photos out of it and the dogs were happy. Still can't believe this is a regular practice in hubby's family. I told my mum about it and she just laughed. "You marry not just the man, but his family as well..."

Sadist part, I may just be bitter. MIL isn't planning shit for my birthday... can you feel the love?

Note to Self: Don't be a Pretentious Ass

2006-11-29T10:10:00.000-05:00

"Too many people spend money they haven't earned,

to buy things they don't want,

to impress people they don't like."

Will Rogers, humorist

(1879-1935)

I'm sure the divorce will be classy too...

2006-11-29T10:05:00.000-05:00

It's been reported that Kid Rock & Pamela Anderson are ending their 4 month marriage due to irreconcilable differences...is anyone really surprised? Some rumblings about how Kid Rock was disappointed in Pam's behavior in the new Borat movie. Um, is it just me or does anyone else think that Kid Rock has no room to judge?

Photo care of Dlisted via GQ Magazine

A Little Schopenhauer

2006-11-21T10:24:00.000-05:00

Politeness is to human nature

what warmth is to wax.

Arthur Schopenhauer, philosopher (1788-1860)

Must remember this when I am dealing with the family this Thanksgiving holiday...As my brother is the only one who has spawned offspring, we are all traveling to Mississippi to have the family celebration there. Saving him the nightmare of traveling a few hundred miles with two children under the age of two was the least we could do...

Must also remember to bring the valium. May be forced to slip it into the turducken...

I heard a rumor...

2006-11-15T16:37:00.000-05:00

" Nicole Richie has alighted to her MySpace page once again to deny a rumor about herself. On Monday, Page Six published a blind item implying that the star had undergone gastric bypass surgery.

The item asked:
WHICH young Hollywood starlet had secret gastric bypass surgery, but then lost too much weight? During a recent four-day stint at a health clinic, she was actually having an operation to remove the bypass.

The following day, Richie, 25, posted a message on her MySpace blog under the heading “It just doesnt [sic] stop...” The post reads:

So i gain a little bit of weight, and im acussed of having a gastric bypass surgery reversed? Its pathetic of Page Six to insinuate i have done this. Anyone that knows anything about this surgery would know that legally, you must be AT LEAST 100 pounds overweight to even have the surgery done, and is a serious, life changing procedure; not one to throw around as a joke or a rumor. I've given a statement I am in the process of putting on weight, and that should be enough. It's a shame to hear that instead of hearing supportive words, someone needs to spin it into some negative, absurd way"

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I admit when I heard this rumor, I thought wow, that might actually make sense...I think there are some crazy docs in Hollywood who would do anything for the right price...Thoughts?!?

xo, L

Photo and blurb courtesy of Us Weekly...

I may be a young, slightly trashy idiot...

2006-11-15T16:12:00.000-05:00

...But I was smart enough to sign that prenup!

Divorcing Federloser is the smartest thing Brit-Brit could do (other than losing that hat and putting on a bra). A girl can only cry in public so many times before you know the press releases that her marriage is "rock solid" are a load of crap. Not to mention, poor Kev never lost his gold-digger scumbag image (or gained any talent for that matter).

Rumors abound that her attorney and mother sat her down and said enough is enough. Divorce the bastard. I'm sure she'll sell her story to the highest bidder, so look for more posts and snide comments to come...as well as photos of the Divorce Party at Koi sponsored by Whores-R-Us clothing or some such drivel.

What can I say? It's like a trainwreck.

You've just got to look.

For her courage (single motherhood is no small feat, even with a manny) and strength in dumping 175 lbs. of deadweight (aka Kev),

Bravo Brit!

xoxo, L

How'd they do that?!?

2006-11-14T10:43:00.001-05:00

These pups must be drugged...or they got into the sauce a little heavy last night. Not quite sure how you get pups to do this circle thingy, but it is awfully cute...in a strange, slightly disturbing way...

thanks for the pic Cute Overload...

A Little Russell

2006-11-14T10:41:00.000-05:00

"Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind."

Bertrand Russell, philosopher, mathematician, and author

(1872-1970)

Britney will wait...

2006-11-13T11:06:00.000-05:00

Okay, I know the world stopped when Brit-Brit filed for divorce from Feder-loser last week, but I have actually had a life lately, so my sarcastic and witty comments on that doomed-from-birth union will have to wait until the next post (sorry Lisa! ;o) but promise to do my bitchy best ASAP!
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Last week was a crazy work week (making up for the week I was out of the office), plus, as I said, I've actually gotten a life after a long drought. After getting over the bulk of my asthmatic bronchitis/sinus infection/viral throat infection/cold/curse from God, things picked up quickly...
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Friday I had a DAR luncheon (am a prospective member through the urging of T's family...) in honor of our veterans. It was actually quite neat--I got to bring my father-in-law, a Vietnam veteran, to be honored (photo of me with the FIL & T's Step-mom above) and the guest speaker was Jim Brown. Brown is a WWII vet who flew with the "409th Burma Bridge Bombers." Steven Spielberg's father, Arnold Spielberg was in the same brigade and Steven produced a documentary on the heroic bombardiers (You can catch it on the History Channel). He gave a very moving and inspiring speech. I may not like our current war, but one has to be awed by the sacrifices our great men and women of the military make every day to preserve our freedoms.
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After the luncheon, back to the office for a few hours before heading to see "Hairspray" at the Lexington Opera House. It was a non-stop singing and dancing extravaganza. T, who has come down with my cold, went basically to humor me, but we both ended up really enjoying it. If you've never seen the movie by John Waters, on which the musical is based, check it out. Highly amusing.

It didn't hurt that the cast was amazing and the actor who played "Link," the lead love interest, was beautiful. However, I was deeply saddened to learn he is, in actuality, all of 18 years old...I guess you have to be young to keep up that pace, but I still felt like Mrs. Robinson for even thinking about it.
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Saturday, T & I headed to the Kentucky v. Vandy football game. The weather was cold, drizzly and basically all-around miserable, but it was a good game. Andre Woodson threw for 450 yards and four touchdowns, including two to Keenan Burton, defeating Vanderbilt 38-26 to become eligible for its first bowl game since 1999. I'm not sure which bowl we're eligible for, but someone mentioned the Outback bowl... (don't you love how commercialized all this has become? Crazy advertising dollars spent on college ball...okay, sorry--I digress. That's an entirely new post...)

Sunday, attempted to rest and recover. It was so nice to be busy and get out, especially after being trapped in the house for so long due to illness. Even with 500 cable channels, one starts to lose perspective after a week on the couch! Hope everyone had as great a weekend as I did...promise to write more later.

Things are turning around and looking up...or at least my attitude is...

xoxo, Leigh

A Little Carnegie...

2006-11-09T11:34:00.000-05:00

There is not such a cradle of democracy upon the earth

as the Free Public Library,

this republic of letters,

where neither rank, office, nor wealth

receives the slightest consideration.

Andrew Carnegie, industrialist (1835-1919)

Get Out and VOTE!

2006-11-07T11:34:00.000-05:00

We in America do not have government by the majority.

We have government by the majority who participate.

Thomas Jefferson

Third US president, architect and author

(1743-1826)

The Breeders Cup

2006-11-04T15:40:00.000-05:00

T is at the Breeders Cup in Louisville today.

I, however, am still home, ill and icky, on our couch.

Where is the justice I ask?

All I know, is he better cash in some big tickets and take me to dinner when he gets back!

Hope this finds you all well!

xoxo, L

I'M GETTING DUMBER AS I WRITE THIS...

2006-11-02T19:08:00.000-05:00

If you've been paying attention, you'd know I'm sick as a wino after a week long binge, but without the joy of imbibing. I've got the funk and have been home sick for two days now. In a fit of desperation, I ordered "Just My Luck" on Pay-Per-View. I have now officially lost at least 4 I.Q. points. Take my advice--DON'T DO IT!!!

The official "plot" and stats are below, and god forbid, it actually raked in over $17 mil (wonders never cease) but it was a waste of two precious hours. Lohan did her typical not-a-girl-not-yet-a-woman routine (fake boobs at age 18 don't make you a "woman") yet again and I'm starting to wonder if the girl has any range at all. It was like "Herbie," "Mean Girls," and "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen" with different actors. Lohan's monotonous and static acting is the string of dim bulbs connecting all these gems. I think it is becoming apparent (at least to me) that I must not be a fan.

I have yet to see "A Prairie Home Companion," so for her sake, I hope it's a step in the right direction. Meryl Streep could help a dead turtle act, so I'm hoping she gave Lohan some instruction. All in all, this was an unoriginal, trite, completely predictable Disney movie in a grown-up movie's clothing. (Wow. That was harsh, even for me. What do I really think? I'm blaming the cold meds...)

If anyone else saw this cinematic masterpiece, I'd love to hear your opinion...

Official Plotline:

"Ashley Albright is the luckiest woman in the world, a person to whom all the good things in life have come far too easily. She can pick a lottery ticket at random and hit the jackpot. In New York, the world's busiest city, Ashley never has to wait for a cab. And she has a terrific job as an account exec at a prestigious public relations firm. Everything goes Ashley's way. And now, she's been given a great opportunity to advance her career: she is to plan a masquerade ball in downtown Manhattan for record mogul Damon Phillips and his company.

Jake, on the other hand, is a bad luck magnet. His skies are always raining; his pants are always on the verge of splitting at the seams. His job is cleaning toilets at a bowling alley. But even a steady bombardment of catastrophes doesn't dim Jake's dreams. He thinks he may have his chance at the brass ring with his discovery of a rock band McFly. If Jake can keep his bad luck at bay for just one night, he'll sneak into a masquerade ball and get McFly's CD into the hands of music titan Damon Phillips.

On this night when dreams can be made or broken, fate brings Ashley and Jake together on the dance floor. Instantly taken with one another, they share an electrifyingly kiss--and with that one kiss, their switches places. Suddenly, Ashley's dress rips. Her heel breaks. Her good luck seems to have finally run out. Jake, in his rush to catch Phillips before he leaves, ends up saving the record mogul's life and earning with that one simple twist of fate, the chance to make all his dreams come true.

As Ashley desperately races to regain the luck she blithely took for granted, she begins to see that it's not so much having good luck but what you do with it that counts, and that her greatest chance of redemption lies with the guy who holds the key to her sudden change of fate."

Also Known As: Lady Luck
Production Status: Released
Genres: Comedy and Romance
Running Time: 1 hr. 48 min.
Release Date: May 12th, 2006 (wide)
MPAA Rating: PG-13 for some brief sexual references.
Distributors: 20th Century Fox International, 20th Century Fox Distribution
Production Co.: Cheyenne Enterprises, New Regency Productions
Studios: Regency Enterprises, 20th Century Fox
Financiers: Regency Enterprises
U.S. Box Office: $17,324,744
Filming Locations: Los Angeles, CA, USA
New Orleans, Louisiana, USA
Produced in: United States

Health on my mind...

2006-11-02T09:47:00.000-05:00

It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds

that have not healed.
Horace BC 65-8, Italian Poet
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The groundwork of all happiness is health.
Leigh Hunt 1784-1859, British Poet, Essayist
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People who don't know how to keep themselves healthy

ought to have the decency to get themselves buried,

and not waste time about it.
Henrik Ibsen 1828-1906, Norwegian Dramatist
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The sovereign invigorator of the body is exercise,

and of all the exercises walking is the best.
Thomas Jefferson 1743-1826, Third President of the USA
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The human body has been designed to resist an infinite

number of changes and attacks brought about by

its environment. The secret of god health lies in successful

adjustment to changing stresses on the body.
Harry J. Johnson American Medical Doctor
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Health is my expected heaven.
John Keats 1795-1821, British Poet

You coughed up WHAT?!?

2006-11-02T09:38:00.000-05:00

Sorry for the lack of posts. Home ill with athsmatic bronchitis and some funky throat thing that is not strep but feels just as good. You'd think being home from work for two days would inspire me to blog away, but all the meds have me woozy and tired. Every time I start to clean or do laundry, I get exhausted. (Poor T. He's going to have to learn those housekeeping skills sooner than later!)

Anyway, hope this finds you all well and hopefully will be up and blogging away soon.

xoxo,
Leigh

Halloween Oldie...

2006-11-01T12:50:00.000-05:00

Just found this old Halloween photo...we were cocktails!

I was a Pink Lady. I had the drink recipe pinned to the back of my sweater. Yes, I know it was an easy out, but at least I didn't have to change to go out later that night!

Most TASTELESS Halloween Costume Award Goes To...

2006-10-31T09:00:00.000-05:00

American comic and talk show host

Bill Maher

dresses up as dearly departed

Australian croc hunter Steve Irwin

for a weekend Halloween

party in Los Angeles...

PRICK.

Thanks to Perez Hilton

FYI: The Origins of Halloween

2006-10-31T08:43:00.000-05:00

"Halloween's origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain (pronounced sow-in). The Celts, who lived 2,000 years ago in the area that is now Ireland, the United Kingdom, and northern France, celebrated their new year on November 1. This day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31, they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth.

In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter. To commemorate the event, Druids built huge sacred bonfires, where the people gathered to burn crops and animals as sacrifices to the Celtic deities. During the celebration, the Celts wore costumes, typically consisting of animal heads and skins, and attempted to tell each other's fortunes. When the celebration was over, they re-lit their hearth fires, which they had extinguished earlier that evening, from the sacred bonfire to help protect them during the coming winter.

By A.D. 43, Romans had conquered the majority of Celtic territory. In the course of the four hundred years that they ruled the Celtic lands, two festivals of Roman origin were combined with the traditional Celtic celebration of Samhain. The first was Feralia, a day in late October when the Romans traditionally commemorated the passing of the dead. The second was a day to honor Pomona, the Roman goddess of fruit and trees. The symbol of Pomona is the apple and the incorporation of this celebration into Samhain probably explains the tradition of "bobbing" for apples that is practiced today on Halloween.

By the 800s, the influence of Christianity had spread into Celtic lands. In the seventh century, Pope Boniface IV designated November 1 All Saints' Day, a time to honor saints and martyrs. It is widely believed today that the pope was attempting to replace the Celtic festival of the dead with a related but church-sanctioned holiday. The celebration was also called All-hallows or All-hallowmas (from Middle English Alholowmesse meaning All Saints' Day) and the night before it, the night of Samhain, began to be called All-hallows Eve and, eventually, Halloween. Even later, in A.D. 1000, the church would make November 2 All Souls' Day, a day to honor the dead. It was celebrated similarly to Samhain, with big bonfires, parades, and dressing up in costumes as saints, angels, and devils. Together, the three celebrations--the eve of All Saints', All Saints', and All Souls', were called Hallowmas."

Thanks and all credit to The History Channel & Delancey Place.

"I'm not anorexic."

2006-10-28T14:31:00.000-04:00

Um. Not quite sure what to say about this. Nicole Richie, after swearing that she was not anorexic in a Vanity Fair article, has recently checked herself into "rehab" to see "why she can't gain weight." She still won't admit to any form of eating disorder, even though photos show her dwindle from a healthy 130 lbs. to her current skeletal frame.

Silly me. I'm assuming her lack of weight gain is because she doesn't eat (or works out like an obsessed fiend after consuming 12 calories), but I've been wrong in the past. If she were not a celebutant, I think there might have been an intervention a little earlier. Here's hoping she gets some help and gains some desperately needed weight.

85 lbs. is not sexy, no matter what she thinks. What do you think?

Shelby's got Soul

2006-10-27T21:09:00.000-04:00

Dear Broady, lamenting over a costume for her Lab, reminded me of another delimma to owning Great Danes. Those "Large" pet costumes aren't exactly made to fit an 140 lb. dog that stands taller than me when on it's hind legs. ("Sit horsie. SIT.")

New Orleans has this great tradition--a dog parade at Mardi Gras called "The Mystic Krewe of Barkus." Each year there is a different theme and you dress your dog accordingly. The last time we were in attendance, the theme was "Saturday Bite Fever." Our Great Dane Shelby could handle the sequined sweatbands adorning each paw, but the afro was a little hard to keep on her head...

I'd love to dress up Shelby and Bella this year, but I'm at a loss for ideas. Send in your costume ideas and I'll post the winning entry. Thanks in advance and Happy Howl-o-ween!

xoxo,
Leigh

Ahhh...Halloween

2006-10-26T14:23:00.000-04:00

Ahhh...Halloween. The time when all those in need of children, grandchildren, or medication, choose to dress up their pets in insanely hilarious costumes and parade them around for the masses...and people wonder why pets attack their owners...

For more funny photos, check out my other web site, Forward of the Day... (Scroll down the main page or click on "Halloween" link on the right side of the page...)

G.I. Yorkie

The Red Beagle Baron

A Knight's Tail

Lobster a la Jack Russell

A Little Morley

2006-10-26T11:53:00.000-04:00

"The courage of the poet is to

keep ajar the door that leads into madness."

Christopher Morley

Writer (1890-1957)

Today's "Who Cares?" News...

2006-10-26T11:27:00.000-04:00

Turns out, Brit-Brit's baby is not actually named "Sutton Pierce," but actually "Jayden James." Me thinks she should have stuck with Sutton Pierce. At least it sounds a little less tacky.

I'm trying not to be cruel, but the girl needs help. All the intrigue--buying girls baby clothes to make the world think she was having a little girl; having people leak the wrong name--do any of us really care that much? I guess she's just trying to keep the spotlight, as she hasn't released any worthwhile music in ages...

Now children, let this be a lesson. When you marry a gold-digging, talentless, wanna-be rapper/backup dancer/hack, it can not only affect your public image, it can also hurt your career and common sense.

More humor from the Homestead...

2006-10-25T17:10:00.000-04:00

A lovely solicitation letter from my big brother...

Dear Friends & Family,

If you're receiving this message, then you're in my address book. (Please try to contain your excitement.)

I'm sure most of you know that C. and I now have two children, S. and B. Attached are more recent photos to give you some idea what the tykes look like. No matter. B. is now fifteen months and has begun attending a "Mother's Day Out" program at a local church. While this has been wonderful for C., it brings with it something those of you with children already know: whenever there is a church or school involved, that means there's a fundraiser. I know what you're asking yourself. "A fund raiser? For fifteen month-olds?"

Yes. Fifteen-month olds. Apparently, children are a more effective selling tool while still in diapers.

This particular event is through Reader's Digest and includes articles from the entire spectrum of youth sales. Think candles, chocolates, home gifts, wrapping paper, magazines, and a variety of electronics. Fifty-percent of all proceeds go to his school. Remember... WHAT you buy is not nearly as important as the fact that you bought something. (I'm only joking. We're certain that there's good stuff in there for reasonable prices. Really.)

You're even able to purchase items, online. Isn't technology grand?

*Link Removed*

Let me add that this fundraiser began sometime in early October. Mistakenly, the responsibility of groveling for donations fell onto my shoulders. And, if the documentation we discovered today is correct, the drive wraps up this Friday, October 27. Try to imagine this akin to those late night exercise equipment ads. "Act now, or else."

A few final notes. If you have or are expecting children of your own, we know that you'll have these, too. We'll be more than happy to support your child's good cause when the time comes. And, please note that I sent this e-mail, myself, and chose not to use the "automated" tool at their site. All this in an effort to minimize your "spam." I'm caring that way. What can I say?

We hope this message finds you all well and we thank you for your support.

G.

ps. Some of you may have noticed that the attached photos are not of our children, but Suri Cruise and Shiloh Jolie-Pitt. This was not an oversight. Wanna see the kids? You should buy something.

A Little Ward...

2006-10-19T11:35:00.000-04:00

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change;the realist adjusts the sails.

William Arthur Ward

College administrator, writer (1921-1994)

I love this quote, however, at this particular moment,

I can't even find the boat...

Dysfunctional Family Fun

2006-10-15T11:07:00.000-04:00

Okay, enough of playing Debbie Downer. Just got back from a lovely evening in Louisville. T is there working for a few days for the VP, and since I'll be out of town most of next week for a hearing, he invited me down for a night. We picked a crappy restaurant, but overall it was wonderful to get away, even if briefly, from the mound of work that covers my desk and has now multiplied and taken over most of the floor in my office (rather like the Ebola virus...)

I apologize for not posting more lately. Life (as I should smartly expect by now) has been truly hectic of late. Between weddings, work, insane and ill family, and trying to schedule time for a real life in the short gaps that I'm not working, I'm exhausted. However, in a positive light, I think I'm one of those people who would much rather be busy than bored. I'm still not sleeping much, so at least I'm getting a lot done!

One of the latest challenges is trying to plan our impending holidays. Thanksgiving is rapidly approaching and my "eclectic" family is trying to get together down South. T & I have arranged it the last few years to spend Thanksgiving with my family and Christmas with his. This has generally worked quite well, as everyone is so limited by distance, we're not overwhelmed by both families at any given time. This is a very good plan.

To explain a little further, my family bobs for Prozac instead of apples at Halloween and T's family likes the bourbon eggnog just a little too much at Christmas. Valium anyone?

We're an interesting bunch to say the least. My dear brother, who is a little too much like me (read: smartass), sent the following e-mail re Thanksgiving and I thought it was too funny not to post. He is witty, smart, and a royal pain in my arse, but he has two children under the age of two, so I have to give him some slack.

For your reading enjoyment:

"The invitation has been extended to most of you. But, if you haven't heard, we're hosting Thanksgiving at our house this year. Not really so much because we're gracious, either. I'd like to see YOU try taking two children under 15 months on the road. As an added bonus, we'll be having a raffle at the end to determine who gets to take home our kids. Here's the tentative guest list:

- Edited to keep the insane anonymous...

...and as you might suspect, we're not equipped to handle that many overnight guests. There are two or three hotels within a few miles of the house. The nicest, located in ----- is $140/night. Brand new Hilton Garden Inn. If you're not worthy, the others are a bit lower and just a little bit further.

We're expecting folks to begin arriving Wednesday evening and depart either Friday afternoon or Saturday morning. We may cater a small dinner, if necessary, on Wednesday night. And, we're planning on a day of cooking and snacking until an early dinner around 5pm, Thursday. I'm thinking simple lunch and a combination of cooking/football until supper-time. And, of course, Friday will be for leftovers and more football. (Ladies, this is your opportunity to enjoy some quality time with the children.)

Unlike holidays in the past, this will be a VERY informal one. You may see our wedding china if we can find it, but I can't promise all of the poop will be off the walls by the time you arrive. Wet-naps and anti-bacterial hand lotion will be provided, free of charge.

Please let us know your plans when you can and we'll make the necessary arrangements for food. And, call if you have any questions. I'm looking forward to a great, relaxing, family Thanksgiving almost as much as I'm looking forward to someone taking the kids off our hands."

"Sadness" or "Why You Shouldn't Speed"

2006-10-11T16:01:00.000-04:00

Stephen was a boy in the grade above me in high school and a friend. I just found out that he was killed Saturday in a car wreck. He was speeding and lost control of his car on College Drive (see devastating, heart-wrenching, soul-crushing photo below from the newspaper)…I can only pray that it was instantaneous.

Just a reminder that you and your loved ones shouldn't speed, or take life for granted for that matter. He was 32.

He will be missed.

With love and sadness,
Leigh

A mountain wedding...

2006-10-10T10:27:00.000-04:00

T & I headed to the Smoky Mountains for a lovely little wedding of some dear friends last weekend. Lots of nature and drinking were involved. Great time had by all. Will tell war stories later, but here are some photos to hold you.

xoxo, L

the beautiful Smoky Mountains

the view from the Buckberry Creek Lodge

the girls, gleefully smiling at the camera after
dancing their hearts out to "Come on Eileen"

me, a little tipsy & dancing with my father-in-law,
who luckily, was pretty happy himself...

T & me at the Pavilion down by Buckberry Creek,
greatly enjoying the grand fireplace and wood
imported from the Adirondacks
(the smell of the pungent Cedar and smokey wood burning fires enveloped everything. delicious.)

In the Pink

2006-10-09T16:26:00.000-04:00

The following was sent to Kentucky state employees by the governor's wife. Such a great idea to bring awareness to breast cancer research. Doesn't matter where you live--anyone can do it!

I'll be wearing pink tomorrow. Hope you will too!

xoxo, L

Dear Employees,

Many of us have been personally touched by the effects of cancer which is why the Governor and I are writing today, encouraging you to support a special statewide activity in which all Kentuckians can participate: Wear Pink to Work Day.

This day symbolizes our support for efforts and resources to find a cure for breast cancer. It is also a day to pay tribute to those who have courageously fought and continue to fight this dreadful disease.

Please join us in celebrating hope, perseverance and our goal to end breast cancer in our lifetime by wearing pink to work on Tuesday, October 10, 2006. It’s a small, but significant way to show our unity and to honor those who have been touched by breast cancer.

To learn more about breast cancer and Wear Pink to Work Day, visit the wellness works website: www.wellnessworks.ky.gov. Thanks for your support!

Warm regards,

Glenna Fletcher

Back from Gatlinberg, Tennessee

2006-10-09T10:47:00.000-04:00

Sorry folks! Been out of town at a wedding. Back at the office and will write about some of my weekend adventures in redneck heaven when I get home tonight!

xoxo,
Leigh

P.S. Happy Columbus Day (USA) and Thanksgiving Day (Canada)!

Philanthropic Site of the Day

2006-10-04T10:35:00.000-04:00

October is breast cancer awareness month. In honor of my friend Emily, who tragically died at age 29 from breast cancer, and my friend Mel's mom, who's a survivor, I'll be posting a few cool links to support research to find a cure and hopefully end this horrible disease. Chelsea Paper is one of my favorite stationary sites, so click, shop and support a great cause.

xoxo, L

A Little Roosevelt...

2006-09-28T10:13:00.003-04:00

"A mature person is one who does not think only in absolutes, who is able to be objective even when deeply stirred emotionally, who has learned that there is both good and bad in all people and in all things, and who walks humbly and deals charitably with the circumstances of life, knowing that in this world no one is all knowing and therefore all of us need both love and charity."

Eleanor Roosevelt

diplomat and writer (1884-1962)

The Concerned Mother

2006-09-26T10:12:00.000-04:00

Sorry boys and girls. Am almost too exhausted to even type (where's that Tab Energy drink when I need it?!?). In lieu of an actual post, I give you...drumroll please...the Concerned Mother. Look closely. I don't even think that ciggie has a filter. CLASSY. Add your own social commentary after the jump.

More later after I've had some rest dearies.

xo, L

Bluelight special on kitties

2006-09-24T16:18:00.000-04:00

www.Kmart.com for more details...

Progress...

2006-09-21T01:31:00.000-04:00

You've all seen the before photos. Now, welcome to our "new" front porch. The thousands of coats of ancient lead paint were a bear to get off, but I think it was worth it. The wood beneath was actually beautiful and amazingly intact. All that's left is to sweep off the dirty foot prints and add one or two more coats of polyurethane...and hopefully a new front porch swing to match! (Gawd I have no life. I've become so, so...domesticated. Ick. I do like my porch though. Perfect for sitting, having a few cocktails and making fun of the neighbors!)

And I thought I looked tired...

2006-09-18T18:03:00.000-04:00

Brad Pitt this week at a press junket

for his new movie Babel.

Poor thing. All those babies are keeping him up at night,

or, there may be more sinister reasons for

the large set of carry-on baggage he's got under his eyes...
Your guess is as good as mine.

All I know is that he's lookin' rough.

*Photo courtesy of www.msnbc.com entertainment. Danka.

Life, in theory

2006-09-16T23:06:00.000-04:00

Okay, so I'm posting and a tad tipsy. Shit happens. Attended the UK/Ole Miss game tonight and watched my new hometown team kick some ass. I'm a born and raised LSU fan, so what can I say? I'm not exactly sad Ole Miss lost. Hottie toddy and all.

Anyway, just talked to a dear girl friend from NOLA. She's one of those special friends (don't read anything into that you dirty perv) who I wish I kept in touch with more often. She's going through a divorce and I can't say it wasn't expected. He wasn't exactly faithful. She's just a strong woman and taking crap from her family and friends for going through with the inevitable and she needed a pep talk.

What I told her: Life is so short, why not trust your gut and do what you know is right? I know I'd be a much more well-rounded, happier person if my parents had just done the deed and accepted that they weren't good together. I got lucky. They've grown up. We're all speaking now. But I know how hard it is...I didn't see my father for almost seven years. We're friends now, but I'll always feel the bottomless scar.

Point is, I hope whoever you are, reading this, I hope you follow your heart and do what you need to do. I know it's a tad cheesy and can be unbelievably painful to go against the grain, but when it comes down to it, isn't the reward worth it? I've had several surprising deaths lately--friends I thought would be around till the end--the shock so much worse for those still here...breast cancer at 27, a death sentence of Pancreatic cancer with two weeks notice...but luckily, I know they lived their lives to the fullest. Even if Joe Black was a surprise, I don't think they had many regrets. I don't know about you, but I hope I can say the same.

Life is short. It is ephemeral. I get caught up in the day to day nuances of life, but I try to remember. This is my only chance. I have to take it. I hope you can do the same. I hope I can.

Bar Memories

2006-09-14T12:19:00.000-04:00

Okay, not the fun, imbibing type of bar memories...sorry to get your hopes up. Just found these old photos from my bar ceremonies. The first two are from the Louisiana ceremony and the last photo is from Kentucky. (I passed both bar exams on the first try! Miracle of God. What's that saying--it's not braggin' if you did it? It nearly killed me, but I did it...and I will NEVER do it again. EVER.)

I digress.

The photos are three years apart, but I guess I haven't changed much. Although I am a little less blonde these days...which reminds me. Damn do I need to get my roots done...

My apologies. I'm rambling. It just happens to be one of those misty, overcast days with drizzle and drops, leaving me distracted and wanting to be curled up under my fluffy duna, eating take-out and watching old movies. Have a good laugh at the photos & take care.

Praying for sun or a doctor's excuse to get out of work,
Leigh

Satan's Spawn Part Quatre

2006-09-13T09:16:00.000-04:00

The newly dark haired Brit-Brit has given birth to her second son, the fourth offspring of Kevin Federjerk, "rap star" (and gawd do I use that term loosely and pretty much inappropriately). At approximately 2 a.m. on Tuesday, September 12th Britney & Kevin welcomed their new little bundle of joy. Kevin was even present at the C-section (Who'd a thunk it? Brit's mom probably dragged his ass there).

Kevin already has a son and a daughter from a previous relationship and a one year old son with his current wife Britney.

All over the world, Child Support Enforcement Officers are crying.*

*I, on the other hand, am crying because she's from my home state and giving the impression that we all walk around barefoot, pregnant, with no taste in clothes, married to talentless hacks. Please, all you young, impressionable tweens and teens, Look Away! She is NOT a role model! She's only proved that money cannot buy taste or common sense.

Gawd bless her heart, someone needs to smack some sense into this poor girl or at least give her a stern talkin' to! I know a good divorce attorney...

Your thoughts?

Pauvre nombre 134340

2006-09-12T08:23:00.000-04:00

Pauvre Pluto. You've been down-graded.

Part of childhood was learning the planets by reciting: "My Very Excellent Mother Just Sent Us Nine Pizzas " or some variation... (Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & Pluto). Sadly, it's time to edit that phrase. You'll always be Pluto to me 134340...

P.S. Does anyone else think this photo of "Pluto" looks like a ginormous disco ball?!? Freakish. Thanks Wikipedia...

A Little Gandhi

2006-09-11T09:57:00.000-04:00

On this day of remembrance, I thought a few words from a man of peace would be appropriate...

"We win justice quickest by rendering justice to the other party."

"Hate the sin, love the sinner."

"I cannot teach you violence, as I do not myself believe in it. I can only teach you not to bow your heads before any one even at the cost of your life."

"I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent."

"I want freedom for the full expression of my personality."

"It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err."

"The weak can never forgive, Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."

"It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence."

"To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest."

"You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty."

Mahatma K. Gandhi

(1869-1948)

When I'm wrong, I say I'm wrong.

2006-09-07T00:31:00.000-04:00

Okay, okay. So the baby really does exist...

that doesn't mean it's not an alien life form though.

Nanoo. Nanoo.

FORE!

2006-09-07T00:11:00.000-04:00

Sorry I haven't posted lately y'all. Had friends in from Nashville for the Labor Day holiday. Quite fun-a few sumptuous dinners out (which have been rare lately, steak or no) and we even went golfing. Me, golfing??? Yes, it actually happened. Photos to prove it. Had beginners luck and didn't do too poorly, however did almost wound a duck with one water foul (fowl--get it? ha ha. sorry. it's late.) Have CLEs (Continuing Legal Education seminars) for the next two days straight but promise to write more soon.

So what do y'all think? Am I the female Tiger Woods or what?

xoxo, L

T & C acting like they know what they're doing.

Hubby & me enjoying a beautiful day on the links...

E & C cuddling by the golf carts.

House Restoration Part Deux

2006-09-06T00:01:00.000-04:00

My porch is yet to be finished and hubby & insane contractor (you think I'm kidding--see below!) have already begun another project. The pics below show what remains of our garage. It was built in the 1950's well after the house was constructed (1927) but it simply didn't hold up. Definitely didn't take much to knock the sucker down. Now I have weeks of concrete pouring and reconstruction to look forward to...joy. I'm sure it will be lovely when it's completed, but right now, I fear the neighbors are forming a lynch mob.

Insane contractor with chainsaw.

Bella wondering what the hell happened to her backyard hideout.

The destruction in all it's glory.